peacockstop | TDM 03

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TDM 03

【 Hello, dearest guests. We hope you have been enjoying your time in the Golden Peacock and utilizing our many amenities.

Reception would like all guests to be aware that some new arrivals have been misplaced. Due to the nature of the resort, new arrivals may have been misplaced in unexpected locations. This includes your personal suites. We are very sorry for this inconvenience.

Please do not be alarmed if you come across a misplaced new arrival. We kindly request that any guests that find a misplaced new arrival escort them to the main hub, where we have arranged a central meetup where all new arrivals can claim their complimentary robes and welcome baskets.

All guests are invited to come mingle at the main hub and meet new arrivals. As always, we hope you have a pleasant day! 】

DEALER'S CHOICE

STEVE, WHERE DID YOU PUT THE NEW ARRIVALS?

The Golden Peacock has swept away the hues of winter and welcomed vibrant pops of color for a change of pace. Gone are the snow whites and cool golds. Vases of bright florals have been staged all throughout the general hubs and hallways. Statues have been cheekily decorated with bright clothes, such as charming hats and billowing dresses with cheerful prints. This peacock has cleaned up nicely, its brilliant feathers shaking with a warm palette to please the senses.

Staff are bustling during the decor turnover. While some diligent employees are steadfastly decorating the hallways with sprawling vines and spectacular blooms, others are darting back and forth in search of something. Or rather — someone. Several someones. Front reception is in an outright panic while flying over the phones and furiously slamming their hands on keyboards.

"Steve, I know you're new, but you can't just press any button that pops up on the computer screen! The new arrivals are supposed to go into temporary suites." Deborah, the head receptionist, sighs, "Now who knows where they are. I hope they're okay... I'm sure they're quite confused, wherever they wound up. Steve, stop crying. The house won't fire you for this. Probably. How's your resume looking?"

THE BATHROOM BUTTON ▷ Due to a mistake at front reception, new arrivals aren't waking up in a temporarily assigned suite like usual. All new arrivals will wake up in a bathroom somewhere in the Golden Peacock. Steve, bless his heart, chose the wrong button and directed all new arrivals to bathrooms. Why do they even have a "bathroom" button at front reception, anyway? Who is that for?!

▷ Players are encouraged to get creative and have their character wake up in any bathroom location across the resort. Please feel free to reference our LOCATIONS for ideas as to where your character might wake up. As long as it's in a bathroom, it can be anywhere. Almost all locations within the resort have a bathroom!

▷ Not even current character suites are safe. New arrivals may wake up in tubs, toilets, and showers in suite locations as well as general resort locations. For low rank rooms, the communal bathroom is also fair game for sudden new naked arrivals to wake up in.

THE MAIN LOBBY ▷ A welcome station has been set up in the main lobby. After getting their bearings and finding their way to the main lobby after an unexpected bathroom adventure, new arrivals will find racks of plush terrycloth robes and yellow tracksuits. They will also be given a welcome basket with general toiletries and snacks to get them started in the resort. Some gift baskets include special sex toys picked out just for them! They haven't tell anyone about that specific kink before? The house knows its guests well. No need to say anything at all.

▷ Front reception has arranged a welcome party to greet new arrivals and help get them more comfortable. Not because they feel extremely guilty about the bathroom mixup and are hoping that these new arrivals won't complain to the house. Definitely not! With the help of 24K and Birdbucks, new arrivals and guests alike will be treated to alcohol or coffee at the front desk's expense. The fireplaces are roaring and several couches have been set up to create a comfortable atmosphere. Some long-standing guests have joined in to tell stories about how much fun they've had at the resort while enjoying a drink by the fire.

TIME FOR BED... BUT? ▷ Due to the initial mistake at reception there are no empty suites available for new arrivals to borrow. Staff have set up twin-sized cots at the back of the main lobby for new arrivals while sprucing up the situation as a giant slumber party. All new arrivals will be assigned a cot and given a privacy screen. Unfortunately, there isn't much privacy to be had when you're shacking up in a public spot.

▷ Don't worry — this will only be until check-in has been properly completed and guests have been assigned to their correct suite. We're so sorry, please don't complain to the house! Or if you do, blame Steve!

▷ The ghost that haunts the main lobby isn't thrilled about this either. He's just a nice, low-key ghost that likes to watch people and knock over cups at Birdbucks when no one is looking. How is he supposed to do that with these people sleeping in the main lobby? In an effort to spook off these new arrivals, the ghost haunting the main lobby may whisper some odd things into their ears at night. Odd things like, "The person next to you is watching you sleep, you should run away," and "You just farted and everyone knows it was you. You should leave." Surprisingly effective, no?

In the end, Steve didn't get fired. But he did get reassigned to trash duty.

FLORAL RIOT

A STRIKE OF COLOR

【 🌸🌸🌸 Come experience new floral delights! Prepare to be ravished by a symphony of color and aroma. Romance, love, and pleasure all await within corridors of beauty. 🌸 🌸 🌸 】

Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.

Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.

The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.

THE FLOWER MAZE ▷ The flower maze is a winding marvel of foliage boasting over ten feet tall. Like the hedge maze, there are various twists and turns for guests to explore. This maze is a coalition of every flower thinkable, with many squared sections highlighting particular breeds. Bright pops of whites, pinks, and yellows knit with deeper purples, reds, and blues. Trees rich with blossoms hang low. Bushes rich with waxy leaves guide the way to different hidden alcoves and pockets. The flower maze is complicated and very easy to get lost in for hours. However, there is nothing magical or paranormal about it. It's just a flower maze.

▷ Guests may find statues overgrown with ivy within the maze. Despite the flower maze being a new addition to the garden, these statues are marked with age. They are weathered, having survived through the elements despite there being no real weather in the garden. Some statues are chipped and missing appendages. Despite how these old statues feel out of place in a brand new exhibit, they do not give any sense that they aren’t simply decor.

▷ Romantic gazebos have been incorporated into the design of the maze. These are popular rendezvous spots for guests to overlook the sprawling flowers and small ponds on the comfort of a small couch or a swinging bench for two. Some special gazebos have been furnished with daybeds and other comfortable furniture.

▷ Treasure chests can be found hidden throughout the flower maze. Many of these chests are filled with sex toys and lubricants to help players get into the mood to play 52, but not only sex related items are available. Some chests may have clothes, some may have treats, some may even be filled with rocks.

▷ A few mimics have snuck in alongside the treasure chests. When opened, a mimic chest will curse the opener with a horny tongue. For a short period, the cursed individual will find themselves making erotic freudian slips. "How are you doing?" may end up coming out as, "How are you fucking?" While this curse will eventually wear off on its own, the embarrassment is forever.

THE GRAND FLOWER LAWN ▷ Guests that find the heart of the maze will discover the grand flower lawn. Also called the flower sea by staff, this brilliant landscape is covered in a lush carpet of flowers in shades of blue. Blue roses are the crown jewel of the flower sea, carefully dethorned so that guests may spread out on a velvety bed of petals.

▷ It isn’t impossible for our hardworking gardeners to miss a thorn or two. Even with careful checking, a few thorns have escaped scrutinizing staff. Guests pricked by a thorn while on the rose lawn will begin to feel drowsy. Effects may range from light exhaustion to falling into deep slumber. The cure for the rose's thorn curse is a kiss. Don't worry: true love need not apply in this case.

▷ Picnic baskets are available for guests that would like relax out on the lawn. Included in the picnic basket set: a blanket and set of pillows, fruit sandwiches, champagne, small cakes, and cookies. Hot tea and coffee is also available upon request. Staff are happy to accommodate any other special requests as well. Ask and ye shall receive.

SPECIAL LAWN GAMES ▷ All guests lounging on the lawn will receive a cheerful message on their Watch: 【 WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY A LAWN GAME? 】

Guests that select the NO option will be left to their snoozing and merriment. Guests that select YES will receive a follow-up message.

▷ 【 Thank you for participating in the Lawn Game. Please choose one of the below options. You will be informed of what surprise task you have chosen after selecting an option. All level one tasks will reward in a small payout upon completion. All level two tasks will reward in a medium payout upon completion. All level three tasks will reward in two extra-large payouts upon completion. 】

LEVEL ONE

【 1♡ 】Serenade another player with a romantic ballad.
【 1♢ 】Perform oral sex on another player.
【 1♧ 】Discover a secret about another player.
【 1♤ 】Steal an item from another player.

LEVEL TWO

【 2♡ 】Confess any romantic crushes you may have to another player. The player need not be one of the crushes in question.
【 2♢ 】Find a unique item to use as a dildo. Allow another player to use this unique item to fuck one or more of your orifices.
【 2♧ 】Describe, in explicit detail, one of your erotic fantasies and/or desires to another player.
【 2♤ 】Take on a submissive role and please another player, either sexually or non-sexually.

LEVEL THREE

【 3♡ 】Make passionate love to another player while in the missionary position.
【 3♢ 】Engage in any sex act involving penetration on the Grand Flower Lawn with another player.
【 3♧ 】Participate in a sex act you have never engaged in before with another player.
【 3♤ 】Kidnap another player for 24 hours.

▷ Players will be prompted to select an option without knowing what the corresponding task is. The task will be sent to their Watch after they have selected an option. To see what your character is lucky enough to receive as their task, simply click the dropdown!

▷ There is no penalty for characters that wuss out and are unable to complete their prompt aside from a mocking message to their Watch,【 LOSER, LOSER, LOSER. BIG LOSER. 】

The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.

"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."

SMOKY NECTAR

DRIBBLE OF SWEETNESS

The conservatory is even busier than the gardens. Unlike the easygoing staff in the garden, employees in the conservatory are busy zooming to and fro with brooms while trying to get a handle on the unexpectedly huge amount of pollen. From flowers, from trees — so much pollen. The ground is coated and the air is thick. Several long-standing guests visiting the area have fallen into sneezing fits. Even with cleaning efforts to mitigate the build-up, the pollen becomes thicker as the weeks go on. Staff eventually give up on trying to sweep it away.

This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!

The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.

THE ORCHARD ▷ The gardeners are thrilled to present this season's fruit orchard. When the previously closed-off portion of the orchard opens, guests will find that some of the delicious fruit hanging on the trees are ... strange. In collaboration with the Dizzy Pigeon, the gardeners of the conservatory have crossbred several standard fruits to create new fruits with delicious, never before seen flavors. Sure, there are the typical apple and orange trees to pick from, but why not give something new a try? Each of these new breeds have been imagined with paying homage to one of the glorious suits in mind.

▷ ORANGEBERRY: A blend of oranges and blueberries. This delicious new citrus has a hard outer peel but tender flesh inside. Sweet with a slightly tart aftertaste. Bred in homage to the Diamonds suit. Those who eat this fruit may experience heightened sensitivity to touch and temperature for a short period time.

▷ PEARAPPLE: A blend of pears and pineapples. A brilliant combination of mildly sweet with a punch of tang. The outside of this large fruit is rough and prickly. Once cut into, the flesh is firm but juicy. Bred in homage to the Hearts suit. Those who eat this fruit may experience intense positive emotions, such as a sudden onset of one-sided love or excessive positivity, for a short period of time.

▷ PEAPLUMTO: A blend of peaches, plums, and tomatoes. This succulent fruit is powerfully sweet, with a fuzzy skin and silky inside. A new favorite for juicing. Bred in homage to the Clubs suit. Those who eat this fruit may find themselves being extremely impulsive for a short period of time.

▷ CHERRYUZU: A blend of cherries and yuzu. These tiny bunches of fruit are sour enough to make the strongest-willed person scrunch their face up! Small but powerful, these fruits are satisfying to bite into with a pop. Bred in homage to the Spades suit. Those who eat this fruit may experience intense negative emotions, such as sudden possessiveness or jealousy, for a short period of time.

THE BUTTERFLY DOME ▷ The butterfly dome is exploding with color. Bright dots of yellow and orange speckle greenery without restraint. An assortment of butterflies lazily fly from buttercup to tulip. These butterflies are unafraid of people and may approach guests, dusting them with the thick pollen that coats their wings before they flutter off elsewhere. The pollen here is thicker than anywhere else in the conservatory. Guests may feel the effects of the sex pollen more strongly while in the butterfly dome. Breathing in pollen for one hour in the butterfly dome is equal to breathing in pollen for several days in the rest of the conservatory.

▷ Several flowers glitter with moisture in the light. Upon closer inspection, guests will find that it isn't morning dew — it's floral nectar. Its light and smoky scent may trigger an intense desire to drink. Guests that give in to the urge and drink the nectar will find themselves overcome with unbearable thirst afterward. No amount of nectar, water, or any other beverage will satisfy. The thirst can only be satisfied by swallowing semen or vaginal fluid. The longer one goes without satisfying the thirst, the thirstier they will become.

BUNS GONE WILD ▷ The normally docile giant flemish rabbits that wander the conservatory have gotten into the spirit of 52 as well. These romantic rabbits have been mating relentlessly since the pollen hit, and now the vegetable patches have been overrun with hundreds of young rabbits looking for food. No vegetable is safe while dozens of baby rabbits are running free, not knowing that they shouldn't eat directly from the patches. Due to the recent vegetable shortage restaurants in the dining quarter have been complaining about not getting their produce deliveries. It's a real problem!

▷ The gardeners have been begging guests to assist in catching these baby rabbits. There are too many for them to catch on their own. Guests who are willing to help will be instructed to catch the young rabbits and deposit them into the large wooden pen built to house them. However, this won't be an easy job — these little rabbits are fast!

▷ While the gardeners can't offer chip payment for the help, they will happily give any guests that assist good plots of land to raise their own vegetables. Rabbit adoption is also on the table!

The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"

PETAL-STAINED LIPS

A BLOOMING DISEASE

👩‍🦰 "Hack hack, hack hack... what do you mean, 'please cover my mouth when I cough'? I'm a rank nine. Nine! You can't tell me what to do. Now, clean up this mess. I've been coughing up flower petals all day." 👩‍🦰

Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.

After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.

Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.

THE BLOOMING DISEASE ▷ A strain of hanahaki disease is running through the resort. Unlike the typical hanahaki disease that is brought on by one-sided love, this blooming variation has no single discernible cause. The nurses muse that it is perhaps a side effect of the intense pollen from the conservatory, but this is speculation.

▷ Similar to the standard hanahaki disease, the main symptom is coughing up flower petals. However, the blooming strain manifests in many different ways, and doctors have seen variations of petals and vines creeping out from every orifice. Players are welcome to get as creative as they like with how the blooming disease presents.

▷ Doctors will make one point thoroughly clear: while medications are available to ease discomfort, the cure for this subset of hanahaki disease is sex. Only fucking another person will completely eradicate the disease. If the disease is not treated it will progress until the afflicted patient has turned into a monstrous pile of flora themselves.

▷ It is possible to catch the disease more than once. Having sex will cure it but some guests have caught the disease in quick succession, requiring multiple sessions of vigorous fucking. Doctors are unsure as to why some guests only catch the disease once while others are susceptible to catching it multiple times. The nurses gossip about how they think it's those guests particularly desperate for love that are prone to re-catching it, but again — speculation.

ALL HANDS ON DECK ▷ Without enough manpower in the clinic to meet demand, guests that have experience in the medical field have been asked to volunteer their time to help treat those suffering with the illness. Those kind enough to join in the effort to mitigate the disease will be given a full kit of medical supplies, which they will be allowed to keep once their stint in the clinic has finished. For the duration of their time working in the clinic they will be fully considered staff doctors and able to direct both employees and guests as they see fit.

▷ Guests that do not have medical experience but who wish to help in the clinic will also be accepted. While they will not have as much power as experienced guests assigned to the doctor role, they will be onboarded as nurses and given basic tasks. All nurses will be given scrubs which can be kept after their job has been completed. Nurses are expected to defer to doctors but can dictate to patients.

▷ All guests that assist in the clinic will be given an extra-large payout for their efforts. The head doctor in charge will be so grateful that he will be happy to grant any other small favors and gifts if asked. While something like taking one of the patient beds would be too much, he will turn a blind eye to guests who want to pocket items like scalpels and stethoscopes.

CLINIC ENERGY ▷ So many guests have piled into the clinic that private rooms are no longer available. Large rooms will be utilized as group hubs with many patient cots, while smaller rooms normally meant for one patient will be doubled up on. All guests staying in the clinic for treatment will be paired with at least one other patient due to space constraints. Private rooms will be available only for patients separated out for treatment with one of the doctors or nurses.

▷ All of the rooms in the clinic are fully stocked with condoms, lube, and sex toys. After the head doctor announces the cure for the disease, nurses will make sure every room has supplies available for patients to use. They will encourage guests to go ahead and get fucking since it's the only cure! While doctors and nurses are available to fuck as well, they are short-handed, so most patients will have to make do with other patients. To those stubborn guests who don't want to fuck for their health, staff will firmly explain that if the disease progresses they'll be reduced to nothing but a pile of vegetation.

▷ Patients with particularly bad cases of the disease will not be allowed to leave the clinic until they are cured. Patients that have only been lightly affected will be given a prescription to fuck and sent on their way, with strict instructions to return if they do not fuck and the disease progresses.

The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.

PROMPT NOTES

▶ Arrival, The Bathroom Button: Multiple versions of arrival are possible. Characters may be flushed down the toilet or tub to wake up in several different locations across the resort.

▶ Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.

▶ Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.

▶ Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.

▶ Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.

OOC NOTES

GAME UPDATE | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS
BLANKET CW: Altered States; Aphrodisiacs; Body Horror (potential); Dubcon; Illnesses; Medical Play; NSFW Language; Paranormal; Somnophilia; Sex Pollen; Sex Toys

▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance. Your new character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's April event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Current characters posting to the TDM should note they are currently in-game in the subject line.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only.
▶ If you aren't satisfied with the prompts on this TDM please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort.

▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game, the thread will not be applicable toward rewards as that character would not have a card value.
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Who doesn’t?

[ Which is right up his alley in a way—people really should be free to do whatever they want, although he’s not a huge fan of being locked up like this. Nothing really beats the open desert…

But hey, luckily for Luke, Sinsa’s showing no signs of recognizing him! ]

But you’ve got balls wanting to take a nap out in the open like this. Anyone could just come up and grab ya at this point.

[ Then he makes a thoughtful little hum as he considers this. ]

Unless you’re into that?

Mm. It wouldn't surprise me if someone still held the naive hope of avoiding fate, so it is better to ask. And I'm not as simple to just "grab" as I may seem.

[listen, he has his pride as a mercenary here. plus... well, there are a lot of butterflies around, so for the most part he'd been fully aware of who was approaching? it's a sign of just how badly the pollen is affecting him, he supposes.]

... I am not into that, to my knowledge.

[to his knowledge. his lips press together as he considers the path forward, exhaling a soft sigh. well, since he's basically disproven his own claim... it doesn't hurt him to rise, he supposes.

truthfully, perhaps part of him had settled here because of the familiar sound of the butterflies, a touch of normalcy in this utterly unfamiliar landscape. being without knowledge of the land... it bothers him, but there's nothing for it but to observe. in any case, his gaze drifts up to warm yellow eyes, a warmth and energy that might be infectious—to someone who wasn't Luke, anyway.]

I get the feeling you've no plans to actually leave me be, so perhaps we can strike a deal of sorts. I'm willing to listen if you've suggestions.

[a far cry from "asking for help," but y'know, this is about as good as it'll get with Luke right now.]

[ He gets a snort for that. ]

Shy guy, aintcha?

[ He leans in with a smirk, almost daring Luke to try and shove him away. Sure, he’d leave Luke well alone if he really wasn’t into it, but not before goading him just a little more— ]

Give me five seconds, and I’ll pound it outta ya. ]

It's efficiency, not shyness.

[... he's not entirely unused to vulgarity, spending most of his time in Umbraton as he does. Even so, there is something completely different about the way Sinsa conducts himself, something almost savagely wild. Fascinating, really. And, with the help of the pollen, enough to make his breath catch.

Fucking sex resort bullshit.]

Exactly what do you think you'll pound out of me? [a hand rises in a shrug, his lip twitching.] and why should I give you the time?

[ …Who the hell gives a shit about efficiency?? Damn, is this guy all right?

But Sinsa only grins, menace in his eyes as he strides forward, swiftly closing the distance between them, smelling of sweat and the desert with the acrid scent of Rediesel fuel as he grabs Luke by the chin and pulls him close— ]

‘Cause you’ve run out of it.

[ Time, that is, because he won’t even give Luke the chance to fucking blink before he takes his lips in a searing, domineering kiss, gulping down his moans like they’re the choicest swill in the desert’s taverns. ]

[people who have more than half a braincell, Sinsa!!! there is nothing wrong with Luke, ok.

Luke's reaction times are pretty fast, so he's already moving to wrap long fingers around Sinsa's wrist. his weight is no doubt paltry against the larger man's strength, given his normal circumstances and the weight of wrench and gloves alone, but—]

You—

[lips capture his before he can think, and the way every muscle seizes up at the suddenness of it is painfully sharp. was the rediesel leader always this fast? they haven't been around each other enough for Luke to know for sure.

... what he does know for sure is that the scent of sweat and sun-baked skin mixed with the acridity of that half-familiar fuel strips him of what reason he had remaining. Luke doesn't like that, as his body relaxes from its tension by degrees. this fucking pollen. his attempts at bringing himself back to words or pushing away from Sinsa only result in him pressing into that kiss, a sharp ache dragging through his whole body.

alright, fine. maybe the big man knew what he was talking about. that still doesn't mean he wanted this—and what happened to "ask nicely and maybe"?!]

[ He could catch up to a racecar on foot. Luke has no chance— ]

Mmn…

[ There’s a self-satisfied moan passing between their lips as Sinsa just slips an arm underneath Luke’s thighs and casually lifts him up and onto the nearest bench, scattering butterflies in their wake. Its stone surface isn’t going to be terribly comfortable for long, but Sinsa’s used to doing it in rougher terrain, so surely Luke is capable of keeping up…

Because that hand of his is pushing at Luke’s chest insistently, trying to get him to lie down on the pollen-dusted stone and open up to him like the endless desert horizon. ]

[listen, he doesn't have to be like this!!!

He's also mildly alarmed to be lifted up like this, unable to scramble for space against the oh so insistent movement of Rediesel's famed leader. If it were a normal circumstance, he could have easily halted this for reason (even if reason isn't Sinsa's norm), enough to communicate the functional problem here.]

Stop—ugh—

[The poor butterflies—Luke is just glad that any fleeting brush of wings is far from being caught beneath his body, the stone he's lifted on warm from the artificial sun.]

Not—here—! [that hand presses at his chest and he struggles—more weakly than he would like, as quickened breaths deposit more pollen.] The pollen is—Sinsa, stop!

[Ah. Well, that's out of the bag, but it's Sinsa. All that does is say they're from the same place, right? Moreover, his body is bending without his input, the sudden urge to breed a punch to the gut he did not need. spicy pollen indeed...]

’Bout time you stopped pretending.

[ He’s keeping his hand flat on Luke’s chest, but he won’t move to crush it—at least not unless Luke gives him very good reason to.

But then his hand bunches at the front of Luke’s tracksuit, as he contemplates tearing it off entirely. What’s the point, anyway? They’re all gonna fuck like rabbits sooner or later, so they might as well dispense with the pretenses.

And even though Sinsa’s just as badly affected by the pollen, he’s only somewhat more composed because he’s accepted it. Will he pummel the ones responsible once he gets his hand on them? You bet.

But right now, his eyes are on Luke, and he’s got the upper hand. ]

So why don’t ya say what ya really mean for a change?

[ Or does he really want him to stop, hot and enticing and stretched out as he is like this? ]

I haven't—pretended—

[He has no right being like this!! Luke's instinctual panic is only tempered by the sheer arousal from the pollen, his brows furrowing as big fingers bunch up his tracksuit fabric. Please do not tear his only clothes of the moment???]

I haven't said—anything I don't mean.

[He absolutely meant that stop, not because of Sinsa but because of where they are.]

We need to get—out of the pollen.

[He has to convince Sinsa with his rapidly dwindling cognition... great. This is fine. Does the redhead even know what he's getting into with Luke...?]

Easy, pal. I know ya can’t get enough of me.

[ He loosens his grip on the tracksuit, less because he’s letting Luke go than because he’s slamming that hand onto the stone surface of the bench next to Luke’s head, leaning in with an easy grin in spite of it all. ]

And it doesn’t matter to me where we do it. Even if we get outta here, we’ll both lose our minds to this sooner or later.

[ In other words: do your worst. ]

[can't get enough of him, huh? Luke has to give him points for confidence. that's where almost all of them go when it comes to Sinsa anyway—confidence, body shape.

it'd be great if he could choose if he wants to flirt or intimidate though, because what the fuck, man. given a touch more lucidity, Luke would have already used that space to slip free of him.]

... [he doesn't sigh as heavily as he'd like to, what with the pollen. right. Sinsa is an Actual Idiot, and apparently thinks he was trying to stop this altogether, like his body will allow for that.] Yes. And there's no point in staying in a poisoned place while trying to get relief from it.

[idiot.]

[ He frowns, squinting down at Luke like he’d suddenly grown butterfly wings instead.

After a beat: ]

All right.

[ If you ask him, part of the fun is hanging around in a crazy place like this, but to Luke’s protests, he straightens up, hoists the man over his shoulder, and promptly bellows out— ]

EVERYBODY GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!

[ —Fire Lumina surges through his body again, a warning sheen of warmth meant to ward off the butterflies as Sinsa begins charging his own path across the butterfly dome at incredible speed, but with the cluster of all the other guests fucking each other silly near the exit, Sinsa opts to take a flying leap to grab at one of the steel structures holding up the dome, kicking a hole into the glass to let them both through so he can race Luke to someplace in the Conservatory with a bit more air.

Yes, really. ]

[yeah, well, Sinsa's idea of fun is Incorrect and that's fine. Luke really prefers having his wits about him.]

What—

[why. is he like this!!!!! Luke gives a noise of protest as he's thrown over the redhead's shoulder, the fluffy mess of his hair just brushing his cheek once in a while.]

Wait—

[GOD he's so fucking loud. Luke is second-guessing his choice to let this happen now, not that there's anything he can actually do about it??? his lumina would cause more problems, especially for the poor butterflies. speaking of which... hopefully they don't flutter out of the brand new hole in the glass? he couldn't care less about the actual workers here, but y'know. it's fine.

... but now, where the hell is Sinsa going?!?]

[ Listen, he’s still trying to figure that last part out. This place is chock full of butterflies and rabbits for some reason, and while it would be an adorable place to take Eve and Dawn to, well…

Well, he knows what he’s definitely gonna do once he takes over this place (delusional). ]

Just hang tight, buddy. We’re almost there.

[ To…somewhere??? It’s fine. Sinsa’s just charging up and down pathways, leaping through the treetops, and sidestepping a hell of a lot of rabbits until they finally land at a nice, isolated patio that’s relatively butterfly-free.

Not much he can do about some of the rabbits sleeping on the cushions, but at least the air here’s clear and he doesn’t sense much amiss here. Like, besides the usual shenanigans in this casino.

He gently sets Luke down onto one of the cushions and takes a step back to give him a little space to breathe.

Don’t keep him waiting too long, though. ]

... you're the only one in a rush.

[exhaling a sigh, he just... lets himself be carried like this. honestly there's not much to do about it—sure, he could probably free himself if he wanted to, but that would just cause more problems with Sinsa charging about for... wherever he wants to be. eventually, eventually they come to a stop at a patio and he's set down onto a cushion.

there's... some surprise when Sinsa steps back to let him breathe, and Luke arches a brow curiously.]

Suddenly feeling generous...?

[well, he's not about to risk losing what little he has for clothing right now anyway. to that end, Luke unzips the tracksuit to pull it off, revealing more pale skin and lithe muscle. there are a few more patches of dark chitin, but they're not visible until he's slipping the tracksuit off his hips, creating a modest covering over his groin. currently, there's... not much more to be seen there.]

What? It’s not like you can keep up with me anyway.

[ It’s not even meant as an insult. Sinsa just takes it for granted that he’s stronger than everybody else he comes across. And a pretty, skinny little thing like Luke’s hardly going to inspire much confidence in the way of matching Sinsa’s…energy.

Which he casually demonstrates by shimmying off his tracksuit pants, baring his quite sizable but still very human girth to Luke.

Well, at least all that careful undressing had helped to stir his appetites, huh? ]

[just throw the whole man out, honestly.]

Mm. Of course.

[mildly spoken, because there really is zero point in trying to reason with Sinsa, of all people. this is... fine, really. they're here and yes, he can still taste the odd mix of him on his tongue...

... his gaze drifts down to that and it sparks the visceral instinct he's been dutifully ignoring again. of course it's big, it's Sinsa.]

... you'll have to help me if you want that to fit. My fingers are not... ideal for the effort.

[that's one way to say it. those claws aren't sharp enough that he'd hurt himself, but it's an effort that's not worth it when Sinsa is easy to string along.]

Don’t worry about it. Ya wouldn’t be the first to tell me that, either.

[ He’s got a perfectly functional arm. He’s got this.

In fact, now that Luke’s undressed himself enough, he’ll just step back into the poor man’s personal space to boldly feel up his body, chitinous parts and all.

And he has no problem hiding that hitch of breath, the waves of heat coming off of him. Why hide his desires, after all? He’s not a pretty little butterfly that needs his camouflage. ]

Looks like ya need a little help loosening up just about everywhere, though.

[ Okay, so maybe that’s a little jab at Luke’s personality, but he’s not gonna say nuthin’ now that he’s leaning in for a kiss that’s nice and gentle, all languid heat and lazy exploration. ]

I can imagine.

[it's not as though it isn't impressive. the lack of distinct advantage still feels odd, but there's no way Luke's body would let him keep ignoring it forever either.

so it's easy, as Sinsa steps into his space and that hand feels over his body, skin giving way to smooth chitin and back under rough fingers, to relax a little. just a little.

... that jab is unexpected, too. not unfair, sure, but the fact that he says it at all is enough to pull the tiniest little snort from the shorter man.]

I guess you have your work cut out for you, then.

[it's breathy as their mouths meet again, sinking into that heat and letting him explore. if he relaxed a little, he could... maybe get used to this, once in a while.

that fact doesn't stop him from reaching for Sinsa's hand, delicate fingers curling around his broad wrist with far more strength than they imply by look, urging it down between his thighs. the tip of his length is just starting to peek out from between some of those patches; it's about average human girth, at least, if covered in bumps and ridges.]

[ Sinsa responds with an appreciative groan as he deepens that kiss, boldly drinking him in as his tongue thrusts deeper and deeper—a prelude of what’s to come.

Though the effort’s cut short when he snorts between kisses, his large, scarred hand pawing eagerly at Luke’s crotch. That does feel nice, and interesting, even if Luke wouldn’t likely be the first such Demi-Human he’s ever bedded, nor the last.

But that doesn’t mean that he doesn’t find it enticing, all the same. He feels up those odd bumps and ridges, his motions surprisingly delicate, but that’s before he pulls his hand away and fully breaks the kiss— ]

Cute. Ya plan on using that against me?

[ Yeah, dream on. But he’ll definitely enjoy playing with it! Right now, he’ll just shove Luke back onto the cushions, shoving a knee between his legs to straddle him as Sinsa looms over him, taking in Luke’s pale and lithe body underneath the shadow of his gaze.

Clearly this isn’t a guy who’s been to the desert much. ]

[how is his tongue so—Luke isn't used to being outmaneuvered, but like... sex has always been strictly transactional for him, too. that gives Sinsa more than a small edge here.

ah... his hand feels so much nicer than Luke's own, too. not that the Aurorian has the urge very often either, so he could be misremembering, but even so. it's rigid, growing longer with every delicate motion, and his breath catches before the taller man pulls away.]

If I planned that—nngh—

[Luke falls back onto the cushions without complaint, peering up at Sinsa as a knee bunts his legs apart. pale and lithe, but nicely muscled—that's Luke for you. there's also a glimmer of something if the redhead looks down far enough, just beneath the extended shaft.]

—then why would I ask you to help you fit? Reach down a little farther.

[Dumbass.]

Mmhmm, I gotcha.

[ Touchy, touchy, touchy. But now that they’re going at this Sinsa’s actually slowed down a great deal. There’s even actual tenderness in his gaze, even if he’s also getting exasperated with Luke’s every complaint. There are far more agreeable lovers, to be sure, though Sinsa’s not so dumb as to fail to understand that Luke’s out of his depth here.

And probably still thinking of the butterflies, from the looks of it.

But with Luke safely pinned underneath him, Sinsa reaches lower as instructed, hand sweeping over the curve of an inner thigh. Somebody’s probably stashed some lube out here, and he’ll sniff it out eventually, unless Luke’s peculiar anatomy’s just about to get even more peculiar over here… ]

[he is not complaining, Sinsa!!! Luke is simply trying to guide this to a place that is comfortable for them both, but more still for him... which he really feels is fair, considering the size difference alone.

also, don't slander the butterflies. he's not bringing them into his fucking???

his peculiar anatomy is about to get more peculiar, though. at least a little bit. does it mean Sinsa won't need lube? ehhh... depends on what he decides, but the important thing here is that as his hand sweeps over a thigh, the shorter man can spread his legs a little more. a slow inhale and exhale, and he presses his hips upward, the base of his cock warm against that hand.

and, more importantly, a distinct slit where his testes might be otherwise. the chitin around it is pulled apart a little, flexible against pressure; if he continues down further he'll find another, much more expected hole. so really, the problem is more that Sinsa has to make a decision where he wants to go from here.]

Huh…

[ Sinsa squints down at Luke’s intriguing parts, frowning very hard as he attempts some sort of deep mental calculation, his hand leaving Luke’s thigh to fondle these new bits of him just a bit more, feeling them up carefully in his very warm hands…

Then he looks up. ]

It’s a lot more complicated than I thought.

[ But it’s spoken with the unbridled cheer of a man who just knows that this’ll all work out, somehow.

Which is why he gently pokes at the hole. ]

Does anything special come outta there?

[ And just how far can those chitinous membranes pull apart to accommodate his girth? ]

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